Across the ocean…

In about twelve and a half hours I should be on my way to JFK to board my 7:30 PM flight to Rome, Italy for my 5-week program in a tiny little town called Pisciotta. I still have not finished packing, I cannot remember the last time I was this jittery, and I do not think that I could sleep even if I wanted to.

Right now, everything seems so surreal because I have had so many major bumps along the way.

Not having a proper up-to-date birth certificate

Waiting over a month for my new-and-improved birth certificate

Not having enough identification for my passport

Waiting over a month for my passport

Scheduling a visa appointment

Getting denied at the Italian Consulate because the school messed up dates

Trying to reach the embassy again

Not getting my visa until the day before my flight (my flight is scheduled for 27 June 2012… I got my visa through a lucky-break and some connections on 26 June 2012)

Because of everything that has happened, I did not thing that I would be able to go on my summer program. So, now that it is actually happening, I am in complete disbelief. I think when I arrive at the airport in Rome, it will actually sink in. I know for sure that I will be overwhelmed, I will still be stressing about finances since I’m financially independent (a.k.a. broke), but going to Italy has been a life-long dream of mine, and I know that I will make the most out of it.

I’m not sure how often I will have a decent connection to the internet because I will be in such a little town in the south, but when I am connected I will try to update this blog as often as possible with my adventures in Italy and possibly elsewhere.

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Hi everyone!
Elementary K - 6 and TEFL Certified.
Taught K-2 in Istanbul 2013-2016. Moved back stateside in 2016. Taught 3rd grade for three years, and now moving onto 5th math and science to 5th graders in Florida at a Title 1 school.
Studied abroad in a little town in Italy called Pisciotta summer 2012. Best time of my life. Studied in Urbino, the town where Rafaello was born, for the the fall semester of 2012.
Stayed with my husband and his family in Istanbul, Turkey for the rest of the summer of 2012 and returned 2013 after graduating.
Learning Turkish in my spare time.
Cat mom of two spazzy fluff balls.
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